So I've been playing that new Batman: Arkham Asylum game, and it's inspired me to write some poems. The collection is called..well. See the title :3 As I go on writing these poems, I'll add a number to this title for each entry so that there's no confusion. This entry includes poem one and two, so the next "My side of the Sanity" title will be number three.
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I-it's in my head,
the voi.. the voices. Are the voices mistaken?
I gotta shake this feeling..
shake this feeling
this... feeling that there's gonna be a riot.
Somethings going down
out in the downtown alleys
a-and my fists.. my fists are speaking-
and my fists are speaking to me.
And the voices... they're pulsating a word.
A word through my mind.
Fight...
Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight!
I pump my fists to the air
and fight... myself..
I fight myself, a mirror reflection of myself-
but I'm falling down.
Because the fight was all in my head.
I was told to.. to put a gun.
Put a gun to my head
and blow my minds to bits
but my fists kept swinging,
wouldn't stop swinging at the empty air.
I had no time, no time
for a gun
no matter the voices shouting at me
screaming at me to do it
and no matter the people
who would help me stop-
oh, God, help me stop this,
save me,
help me fight this war...
help me fight the war inside of me.
I was my own battle.
It was a.. war
the war that had an army-
A single casualty,
one against...
no,
me, against myself
because it's all...
it's all in my head.
It's only in my head.
And when my own thoughts spoke out
against those.. voices
the war began
the war that had an army of none
and a body
of one.
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We find these.. pills
to take
not the little white pills
or blue pills
or even cute little pink pills.. do those even exist?
We find these pills
to take
chalky, dense, irradiated orange colour pills.
I pour the shots of vodka
and we down these pills
feeling it slide and stick to the throat-
and stay.
*cough*
*cough, cough*
And we fall,
the last of the pill finally dissolving in our stomach with that last shot of vodka,
or last wish
to die today and die together.
 XxFragmented_RealityxX · Sat Sep 19, 2009 @ 10:06pm · 0 Comments |
